My take on exams.

Screw my education.
It leads do the desecration.
Of the soul.
Leaves you cold.
Leaves me blind.
My minds eye.
Dead.
Forgotten and rotten.
Education kills your imagination.
With the added frustration, of failed exam papers.
That they make us sit.
While we grit our teath.
And beneath a calm collected exterior.
In the school's cafeteria.
I'm screaming.
"Why did I do this?!"
And the answer is...
I really don't know.
I could have gone to "Stevo's"
and the time of my life.
Now I'm depressed and holding a knife.
Above my wrist.
Watch me twist my mind around the problem.
Screw it.
-H

Forever yours.

Nothing in the world can pull me away.
I'll be there by your side 'till the end of my days.
I'll be your guardian angel burning in the sun rays.
If you'll let me, if I may.
I can be the crutch, the shoulder to cry on.
Or be the warrior, you can rely on.
Either way I'll keep my love strong.

I'll be the man standing by your side.
Outfitted in emotional armour.
The type that makes others cower.
And I'll hold you in my arms like a delicate flower.
I can be the crutch, the shoulder to cry on.
Or be the warrior you can rely on.
Either way I'll keep my love strong.

Use my heart as your shield.
I'll make the attackers yield.
Use me as the sword you wield.
I'll make sure our love is sealed.
I can be the crutch, the shoulder to cry on.
Or be the warrior you can rely on.
Either way I'll keep my love strong.

-H

Those were the days.

I'm disapearing.
Into a clearing.
Running on the rocks.
bare footed, no socks ;)
Claws diging in.
To bloody flesh.
Howl for the kill.
Howl for the thrill.
Alert my brothers.
and all the others.
I have won.
I'm the one.
The alpha.
It's amazing.
So I sit gazing out a window.
In a school I go to.
Remembering the days before.
when I had sharp teath 'n' claws.
And fur. Black as night.
Yellow eyes and muscular might.
Those were the days.
-H

Natural Attraction.

Just lie with me.
Beneath the canopy.
Of these many trees.
And then we.
Will talk about you and me.
And how we'd be.
Forever together.
No matter the weather.
Our love is like the forest around us.
Strong. Ancient.
We'll feel complacent.
Smug.
For what we've withstood.
Even with the mud.
Being pressed into our hair.
Our fur.
The animal like lure.
Of nature.
It's natural.
This mutual feeling.
It's reeling us in.
And we don't fight back.
Love has taken us back to the world.
Back.
To the pack.
With which we used to run.
That's my love. Animal like.
And the bite.
Of love
Has tainted my blood.
It's intoxicating.
And frustrating.
That's my love.
-H

Nathan.

There he goes.
Still fighting him with a busted nose.
Split lip, black eye, but he don't show.
Any sign of backing down. NO!
He'll keep going.
Keep on flowing.
Keep on thorwing.
Punch after punch.
On his late lunch.
When his cheek bones CRUNCH
Blood on his top.
But he still wont stop.
Showing A block.
What not.
To mess with.
That's Nathan.



He lost by the way.
and the lad who caused him A.B.H got to stay at school, and got good grades too!
-H